Life these days

So I’ve been trying to (as the kids these days put it) ‘smash’ out an assignment that is due in a few days. I know it’s not really smashing it out if you’ve been working on it for a while now. But who cares, I smash out assignments by putting thought into it. 😂 This assignment is so near and dear to my heart that even if it needs to be done quick, it will still be done with respect.

I’ve also been back on my HIIT workouts which I do when I don’t feel like facing the world at 6.30am to go for a run. Unfortunately I’ve also been eating half a cheesecake, an abundance of chocolates and drinking so much hot chocolate that I don’t even dare use my calorie counting app anymore. 

So life these days has really been all about smashing assignments, doing HIIT then eating too much food after. Oh and keeping my calm when I get phone calls from my parents asking if I’ve lost weight. 

Not too bad, I guess. 



I’ve just returned from another amazing holiday, this time in Taiwan with a mini stopover in Singapore. It was such a good trip with so much to see and do. I was thrown right back into student life, which in all honesty has been a breeze so far. 

I’ve just had so many thoughts going on in my head that I’m still trying to make sense of. It’s funny how even after talking about it to others,  I can’t seem to shake it off. I guess that’s going to be something that I need to get used to. Argh. 

To friend or not to friend 

Some people are in our lives for a specific amount of time and that doesn’t make them less valuable. It just means you’re onto a new chapter. It means you’re redefining who you are and what you want, and you’re allowed to decide it doesn’t include that other person.

I do not know why I need (yet another) thoughtcatalog article to tell me that it is okay to let people go. It is part of life. 

On another note, I am back in South Australia. The first state that made me fall in love with Australia. As bad as this sounds, I’m still asking myself (4 weeks into moving back) why I liked it so much 😂 Maybe those feelings will flood back when it’s time to leave the state. Maybe.

With that being said, I am grateful and thankful for where I am right now, doing what I have always wanted to do. 

Turning 30

More than 2 months into turning 30 and how do I feel? Fat and old. Sad isn’t it? My skin feels drier too, which happens with age…and weather but I want to blame age. Something always seems to hurt after every workout, which never seemed to happen pre-30. I find I need absolute silence when concentrating on something (when in the past 8 months did I lose my teacher skill to concentrate on something in the midst of chaos?) It sure doesn’t get easier as you grow older, does it? 


You know how you feel obliged to meet people that you never wanted to meet in the first place but you feel bad if you didn’t meet them because your parents really wanted you to meet them? Yeah….I was put in such a position not too long ago. Sadly I’m still regretting that meet up, 2 weeks into the year. Argh. 

On a separate note, I’m so glad I’ve learnt the art of keeping silent in the lead up to turning 30. I think it’s a much needed skill to have in this time and age where everything you say is scrutinised to the last intonation. So sad. 

Living on a mountain

I’m not much of a risk-taker, but this year I took the biggest risk of my life. I quit my job of 8 years to move to another country and live on a mountain. My mom thought I was crazy, my dad loved the idea and my work supervisor was very amused with my life choice. There have been moments in the past few months where I’ve asked myself if I’ve made the biggest mistake of my life. Thankfully, the memories of how I felt while working where I was at are still heavily etched in my mind, reminding me never to regret the decision I made.

I never thought I would get the opportunity to live on a mountain, but here I am. At the highest point of the Barrington Tops, surrounded by green pastures with cows, brumbies, wallabies, kangaroos and wombats peacefully grazing on grass, crimson and eastern rosellas, kookaburras and many other types of birds sitting on fences waiting to catch their next feed, the gentle rustling of trees with pretty, pretty flowers that I do not know the name of, I finally feel like I can recognise the sound of my heartbeat again.